Post by sho ebisawa on Aug 22, 2011 22:14:29 GMT -5
sho clarke ebisawa
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“Just one glimpse at those wings would make everything all right.”
NAME,[/color] sho clarke ebisawa. his name means 'soar' or 'fly'.
APPARENT AGE,[/color] like a teenager.
REAL AGE,[/color] when alive, he was just turned sixteen, although it's been a few years since then.
GENDER,[/color] male.
SEXUALITY,[/color] heterosexual.
RACE,[/color] a wani; a 'sea dragon' of some sorts.
SIDE,[/color] although he still feels like one of the ebisawa clan, he can't help but realize how much the other monsters mean to him as well.[/center]
HAIR,
EYES,[/color] cerulean blue eyes that droop a bit on his face.
HEIGHT,[/color] five feet, nine inches.
BUILD,[/color] a slim build, although he stills holds an athletic touch from his days as a hunter.
DISTINGUISHED BY,[/color] below his belly button, he has three light scratches from one of his first fights with monsters when he was twelve.
PREFERRED PLAYBY,[/color] mark kruger from inazuma eleven.[/center][/color]
PERSONALITY,
shy; always a quiet one, he never really got into socializing. whenever he would see an older boy or girl, he would shrink away and hide behind his mother if they tried to speak to him. even when he got older and lost his childish fear, a hot blush would spread across his cheeks when a woman would converse with him and his words come out nervously. this was one of the reasons it was rare for him to get a lover, although it didn't stop one or two from slipping their way into his arms. however, they never seemed to last.
honest; he just couldn't seem to lie. when he was in school and tried to get out of homework, the truth would soon spill out of his lips, usually followed by tears and sobbing after a scolding from his mother. it wasn't like he felt particularly guilty about it. after all, there were numerous times when working as a hunter forced you to make up bullshit to do a job. it was just when he tried to force fake tales out, they would all jumble up out of his nervousness, his voice cracking, and it would just be moments until he either ran off or babbled out what really happened.
soft hearted; no matter what he did, sho could never stay mad at someone. as his little siblings broke his belongings or his older brothers bullied him, he couldn't force himself to feel angry for more than half an hour. he couldn't even muster hatred for the demons and youkai. every time he thought about so much he should hate them, for what they did to human kind and how the goal of his family was to obliterate them, the feeling of regret always came to haunt him every time one died by his hands. he didn't know if this was a weakness or a positive trait, but he couldn't help knowing how his family looked down on him.
trust worthy; whenever sho said he was going to do something, he was going to damn well do it or die trying. he was always his mother sent off with the grocery list and money, knowing he would bring back her change without spending it on candy like the other siblings did, and the one his father gave some of the most dangerous missions to rather than his other brothers, who would most likely retreat if there was anything they felt they couldn't handle. while he took pride in this, he also knew it would be the end of him someday. and that it was. the very mission his heart ceased its beating was something his father entrusted to him telling him no matter what, he had to succeed.
perfectionist; if he does anything, he wants to do it right. this is one of the other reasons he was picked on when he was a child; if he couldn't do it correctly or the way it was supposed to be, he would panic. this made having fun with his mother quite some challenge, as it usually involved cakes and cookies. when they didn't look the exact same as the cover picture on the recipe, he would break down crying for what seemed to be ever. his siblings took this as a challenge most of the time, and used to mess up his things just a little bit to see if he would notice the difference. it was a fun game for all the family, except for maybe sho, but he made it through his childhood alright.
GOALS,[/color]
- to unite humanity and youkai into coexistance.
- to gain the forgiveness of his family for such a creature he turned in to.
- to force the inner crybaby away and become a true leader of the demons.
- to escape his prison of the ocean depths.
FEARS,[/color]
- coldness
- death
- tall men
- being alone
- sudden noises
- angry cats
- fighting (vocal and physical)
LIKES,[/color]
- flowers
- forests
- cakes & pastries
- glasses (specifically on girls)
- perfections
- festivals
- his mother
- peace and happiness
- romance
- cozy places
- turtles
- meringue
- power naps
- small things
- soothing music
DISLIKES,[/color]
- blood lust
- aggression
- mistakes
- flaws
- ghosts
- blueberries
- raw cake/cookie batter
- the smell of chlorine
- scary stories
- ink paintings (he can't even tell you what they are half the time.)
- pointy sticks
- loud birds
- marmalade
- coffee
- the number 4
TITLE,
POWERS,[/color]
ocean's movements; although he can normally only move the water a bit with his hands or something, when the full moon raises the tides are at their peak, he can gain control over the large body of water surrounding Jukyo for the night. he can change the currents, raise/lower the water level, and even create large waves when he needs to. however, during this, his human form is impossible to shift into and he stays as the dragon until sunrise.
underwater breathe; even when he looks human, he doesn't need air. he can safely live under water as he wishes without having to rise to the surface. while this may seem like a good ability, it also means he doesn't have an excuse to see the world above and his most favored sky. the draw back of the breathe is the fact that he can't stay on land too long. after a few hours, he'll have trouble breathing the oxygen in the air and will slowly suffocate. he realized this after he tried to return to land after his death, and grew cautious of his daily wanderings.
ice breathe; if he blows on something with his breathe, he can freeze the surrounding water into light ice. this includes human/demons, which will completely frost over their whole body if they don't stop it fast enough. when underwater, the range of the ice can go as he wishes, from quite a lengths away to just around himself. if he isn't careful, he can even entomb himself with the frozen water if he misdirections it, although there's a very low chance if it will actually kill him.
transformation; even as he's become a god, he can still shift into his monstrous sea dragon form as he wants. the form itself is long, huge, and scaled. almost at the length of two and a half school buses, his pale blue body is armored with protective yet thin gray scales. his body is best suited for water, although he can still crawl up on land with the two strong front legs with thick claws. snake like fins rest on his dorsal and the sides of his body, allowing quick movements across water. two sort of feelers rest on the bottom of his nose, helping collect scents even in the airless sea.
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others see him as easily embarrassed, too nice and soft, pretty, paranoid, freakish, and relatively weird because of his 'everything needs to be perfect' problem ,COMMON KNOWLEDGE
he has a kink for bondage,SECRETS[/color]
constantly tries to fix imperfect things, tends to move things around a lot, he can't stand being in one place for too long ,HABITS[/color]
playing othello, stopping arguments, keeping things from losing control, remaining calm,STRENGTHS[/color]
harsh words, nudity, physically being on land, flaws in things he can't fix ,WEAKNESSES[/right][/color]
PARENTS,
SIBLINGS,[/color] some of his siblings include kuro, yo, hiro, and cho ebisawa, although there are many many others.
RELATIONSHIPS,[/color] none.
HISTORY,[/color] born to the olden and prosperous ebizawa family, sho grew up in a wealthy and supposedly good environment. however, due to his rather feminine name according to the family tradition, he was teased quite a bit by his fellow brothers and sisters. although it never got so bad for him to hate them, he didn't enjoy all the names and words they called him. 'that girly boy' or 'she-male' were things that he would normally hear from the other kids. however, other than that, he held a good relationship with his family, mainly his mother. he was always quit the mama's boy, as others called it, and he would cling to her dress and follow her like a little duckling.
at the age of 9, he began his training for demon hunting, which was the family job. his father took him to a nearby forest for the basic training, and he discovered that he wasn't good at weaponry at all. instead, the boy leaped into scripture. scripture seemed to have an effect against demons, if he used the right verses and the right speech. if used correctly, he could weaken the demon to a point where it was too weak to continue, and then finish it off with a knife or dagger he carried with him. he trained for a good three years alongside his papa alike many of his older siblings. at the age of 12, he went on his first hunt. things didn't go as smoothly as they had hoped, and he ended up with light injuries. however, he continued on and captured more experience until he was a reliable hunter of the ebisawas.
when he was sixteen, his father gave him a dangerous mission that involved some sort of monster at the beach. after arriving at the beach, he searched for the demon for most of the day. after night fall, it showed its face. a short battle followed, and sho was outmatched but he didn't run quite yet. as he chanted the verses, the monster's strange tentacles wrapped around his body and he was dragged into the ocean. as he slowly drowned, he could only think of wanting to breath, wanting air, wanting to live. in the last moments of his life, as his heart ceased its beats, he was changed into a demon.
for a year, he recovered from his death, and built his powers as the new 'wani' he was. although regretting the fact that he became such a sinful creature, he began to realize the things around him were not as they seemed. demons were much like humans, too much like them for sho to even think why he disliked and hunted them before. the only reason they hid in human society was to live. they created a life, harmless and subtle, and went on without wanting to be found out. he even saw some had made families within the humans, although they knew they were going to outage their partners. at that time, sho decided what he was going to do with this knowledge; create a world in which both monsters and humans could live alongside without fears and death and hidden agendas. his first step was to rise to the god status.
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NAME/NICKNAME,
AGE,[/color] fifteen.
EXPERIENCE, [/color] i've been rping for about.. four-five years?
OTHER CHARACTERS,[/color] mao, hideaki, kazuyuki, and yo.
RP SAMPLE, [/color]
For a moment, Seven heard the satisfying crack against the man's face, and the thought that she had actually won for once took over. In her excitement, she barely noticed Henry's hands on her waist before they collided into the ground. What...!? Confusion took over the teen as she struggled to get up but he had pinned her by her wrists. A scowl overtook her features as she glared up at him. What was his problem? She had finally got his vengeance on him for all he had said and done, and he just had to do more! But, Seven couldn't help but feel a little shy under his gaze. For a complete psycho, he was... charming. And his face was a little pretty. As he towered over her, a red blush spread across the boyish blonde's face.
Seven was never sure who she liked. Men, women, girls, boys, she always had trouble figuring out which she liked truly. She once had a friend who was the daughter of whore, and had the same upbringing as Seven. She had, in a way, had feelings for her. But what was supposed to be love? All it could've been was a feeling of friendship. The feeling that overtook her heart when they were together... which was it? Long after that, when she was visiting the candy shop as she usually does, she met a new worker there who was helping out the kind old lady. He wore glasses and reeked of smoke, but the sneaky smile and dark hair that laid across his face forced that feeling back again. A tightness in the heart, a feeling of want. What were these? Couldn't someone just tell her?
She glanced at the bruise on Henry's face. Although it was reddening and swelling, it didn't totally destroy the handsome features. A hot feeling entered her chest again, the same feeling as always that confused her the most. But for this man? It just made everything worse. But as her eyes explored his body, the feeling of want kept reoccurring. Especially in the lip region. The soft and plump look on them just made her heart beat even faster.
The older boy got off of her after a few moments, but the speed of her heart rate didn't slow a bit. For only a few people she felt this weird, confused affection, but it shouldn't be for Henry. He was crazy, a psycho. He only caused trouble, but... Her mouth trembled as she gazed at him. What should I do? And the thought hit her. A wave of embarrassment overcame her at even thinking about it, but it started feeling like the only way she could get rid of the want that filled her body for him. With a rash decision, Seven grasped the back of Henry's head, her fingers curling into his silky hair, and crashed her lips against his in a clumsy fashion.[/left][/color]
